Page 285 of The Bonus

“Just talked to her.”

“About what…your dick?”

He smirks.

“You are not to go near her, do you hear me.”

He rolls his eyes, unimpressed.

“I mean it. Stay. Away. From Debbie.”

Grace

Wednesday night.

The waiter arrives at our table. “Can I take your order please?”

Gabriel is sick of cooking, and between you and me, we are sick of his cooking…so we’ve come out to dinner when he got home from work.

“What do you want, Dominic?” he asks.

“Pasta.”

“We’ll have two of the spaghetti bolognese, please, and I’ll have the steak.” He looks over to me. “Babe?”

“I’ll have the salad, please.” I smile.

“Thank you,” Gabriel says, the waiter disappears and the twins start to squabble.

Gabriel opens up his phone and brings Netflix up and puts a movie on, he sets the phone up against the salt and pepper shakers and they quieten down as they begin to watch. I smile and Gabriel takes my hand in his and kisses it softly.

“Hello,” a woman’s voice says.

We look up to see Ariana standing over us.

Oh crap.

Gabriel’s face falls. “Ariana.”

“I was going to come and see you tomorrow, but I guess now is as good a time as ever,” she says.

“What do you mean?” he says impatiently.

“I’m pregnant.”

The earth moves beneath me.

No…

“Congratulations.” Lucia smiles up at her.

Dear god.

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Grace

Gabriel sits back in his chair, unimpressed. “Don’t do this.”

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